tanka(delicate red rose)
delicate red rose
thornless fragrant offering
lies rejected, torn
love’s guileless gift shredded, crushed
by fear disguised as wisdom
SHADES OF GRAY
Time was when good and bad stood granite-firm to me.
Years passed, edges crumbled, distinctions ceased to be.
Rules bent, black and white bled, face values swirled away
Leaving me alone and lost, muddled by shades of gray.
It depends my mantra. Of tolerance I'd brag.
I waved my amorality like a sovereign flag.
Like attracts like I learned much to my great dismay.
Anarchistic selfishness thrived on shades of gray.
Experience taught me well. Values, limits, rules -
Breaking and ignoring most is the work of fools.
I suspect I'm tolerant as most you'll find today.
Seldom see black or white. Just fewer shades of gray.
calla lily's pose
art nouveau aristocrat
flawless golden sprite
wrapped within a waxen cloak
garden's undisputed queen